Olive Street, Los Angeles, California (Google Maps ⧉, OpenStreetMap ⧉)

"I walked down Olive Street past a dirty yellow apartment house that was still wet like a blotter from last night’s fog, and I thought of my friends Ethie and Carl, who were from Detroit and had lived there..."

"I gave him the money and he went down to the butcher shop on Olive Street."

"to mail the letter to my mother, to drop it in the box and walk down Olive Street, where there were no brick buildings"

"past an ominous cannon on Olive, aimed defiantly at the slick wide-gleaming-windowed buildings across the streets"